NOTHING IMPORTANT
Ichigo wasn't sure when exactly it was that he fell in love with Gin. The silver haired man had always been a constant in his life. Perhaps it had been around the time his father had left him, taking his younger sisters with him. He had been devastated. While he had never been close with his father he cared very much for his sisters. He remembered that Gin had comforted him during that time.
"Hey, whatcha thinkin bought Ichi-chan?"
Ichigo turned his head to the side to look at Gin. The man was leaning over his shoulder with his ever present grin stretched across his face.
"Nothing Important. What do ya want?"
That's right. It wasn't important. What did it really matter when he fell in love. He was happy now and that was all that mattered.